When the doors shut behind me, he let the mask drop. Are those some sort of itty-bitty throwing knife? He nodded. I shook my head, literally shaking it off, and looked around the small bedroom. The nurse read the little monitor on her belt, gave me an empty smile that could have meant anything, and made a note.
I knelt in a sudden deafening silence. No comment. I felt the last of the air in my body slide outward, and I sighted on the underneath of the bed. I looked at her makeshift altar and wondered what she'd had do to save me.
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